Weird Beard, Send Help
I have a beard and it’s getting long. I need an ax and some flannel. No, wait. I need a motorcycle T shirt, a chain wallet, and some toothless bikini tramps. Nono. A big boat with a submarine and some free love brainiac scientist tramps. Hold it. A computer, 40 more pounds of fat, a Dungeons and Dragons 20 sided die and some halfling tramps. Wait. A tie dye, a shotgun, and taste for hippy blood. Scratch that. A double wide, a mullet, a Lurlene, a Betty Jo Ann, a spot on cops, and a prenuptial agreement. F that, too. A cabin and a bear named Ben. Eh. An axe and an ox named Babe. Pfft. A P coat, a stocking cap, and a gaff I lost because the sea was angry that day, my friend. Angry. Aye. That’s the one. Arrrrrr.
(Please send help.)
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